Tatoeba Ore ga, Champion kara Oujo no Himo ni Job Change Shita to Shite.

The moment the fouta kicked into the abdomen of the eye rune.

Spectacular cheers were the most exciting of the day.

Well, that's settled.

Izuna nodded her arms.

"Yes, as expected"

Well, yeah.

Pom, put your hand on her head. Looking at the battlefield, Izna turned her back on satisfaction.

Master, where are you going?

"The closing ceremony just makes me sleepy. Let's go home."

Copy that, sir. I'm entering command.

And then I follow her.

Izna shook the field once, no, and laughed at the man standing.

"Now let me challenge this Spectacular Champion... as a gladiator in this city.... that's good, Futa."

"--fu"

The young man staring at the game in the VIP seat raised his mouth slightly the moment the blow was fired.

It was the unforgettable man and the killer who created the heat of this incredible match.

For the latter, it would be completely unconscious. But that's not even a problem.

When I said that I tried to perform it, it sounded a little bit more like Futa, so I didn't qualify. Still, actually, that's right. I boiled the venue to this point with their arms.

He is the sword of the slayer, and he is the sword of the slayer.

That's why I can't fight a sword. I thought I couldn't imitate myself as my own escort, but I did.

"I don't know, even if I played the finals with you, this might not have changed."

When I thought so, I got a little burnt.

And I held my fist.

If only I could fight a sword.

Yesterday, I wondered if there was something in my mind for an idiot who seemed to have come to watch the game.

I'm in.

"Got it!!

Wind whispers, Reef's voice.

Should samurai be the first to notice?

Keep an eye on the weight of the perfectly captured strike, unlike the two previous offensives.

What happened, what happened, Corona, who held me in her arms, smiled as if she were convinced of Fouta's victory, even though she didn't know for herself.

It's a celebration today.

Spectacular cheers.

The audience seats are festive.

A martial arts festival in the arena spectacular.

This concludes the First Martial Arts Games.

That's it!! The winner is - Futa Pomodoro!!

Declaration by referee.

Wearing a butler's uniform, she matched her raised hand and bounced her cheer as if it had literally burst.

"I did it! - Aahhhhhhhhhhh!!

The commentary princess spins her words calmly, looking sideways to reveal her emotions.

"Naturally speaking, it was a wonderful kick from the foot that was inserted to coincide with the release of the Concerto (Air Aria). The difficulty of adhering to a solo later on will be familiar to musicians - conversely, it is possible to get used to it. Even with the same song, just adding one arrangement might have produced a different result."

Thank you for explaining! The Princess's commentary is kind of very poetic!

I see. I didn't really think about it. "

"You do that on a daily basis?

What does it mean to do that?

For a moment, there was a shadow in the smile of the two of them, but that was it.

If I hadn't thought about all the poetry, I thought I wouldn't come out at a time like this!

Yeah, well. To the extent of sagging. --But looking back, it was a short game. I'm going to forget this enthusiasm.

Fufu, the princess shouted and said pleasantly, sending cheers to the venue again to respond.

In the middle of the battlefield, Mion grabbed Fouta's arm and lifted it into the sky.

If the girl in the live seat sends her gaze, her face will remain as sharp as ever, adhering to her foolish words. It's just...

"I'm seeping with pleasure."

"That's right. It just seems like you're holding back laughing."

Murmuring, unexpected voices.

I see, if I looked at him as angrily as I could - I stroked my lips to think a little and stared at him.

"I'm so glad we got there, and there's nothing from you?

"... today"

"What?

Her whisper is hard to hear because of the noise.

Besides, they are the ones who are the focus of attention. There is a constraint that does not allow you to express your voice or emotions too loudly.

Then naturally, I can't hear what you're saying.

You're next door, Arisama.

Thinking about it doesn't make any difference, as usual.

Just, yeah. Today.

"Let me go to your house today. The end of the tournament is the end of this story. I forgive you enough to raise a toast."

"Heh.... I thought I'd say something nice that I wouldn't give it to you because it's over."

"--It's not a shallow thing. It's just a relationship that fulfilled the contract, so you should be able to speak in this arena.... so I just owe you one."

"... let me borrow it."

I understand what I have to say.

This "debt" refers to the day she was killed a few days ago.

In other words, for the first time, she admitted her mistake.

I don't want you to apologize.

I would like to see the face of this woman crying and begging for forgiveness, but it is a relationship (connection) that should be kept no matter how hateful she is.

Then, if you admit the mistake and say you'll pay back the debt, that's fine.

Look at the princess's eyes sideways.

There seems to be a smoky spark over there pretending to be calm.

Oh, really.

"That's a lot more expensive."

"Yeah, really. I want to be alone."

"That's my line. Don't you think it's better to forget that you're here?

"--let's return the words exactly as they were."

Er, pasta-chan!

Though making it invisible to guests, the princess looked at the pasta with obviously annoying frustration in her eyes, slightly shrugging her shoulders - holding her hand against the magic device.

Come on!!

Many voices were given to the winner, Huta.

Many voices were given to Eilon's good fight carried by the stretcher.

Decorate in a vibrant winning blue sky that washes away all the stuff you've accumulated.

─ It's the birth of the first champion!

Proof of the apex of this spectacular cluster.

A golden flag where swords meet swords.

The flag hung in the blue sky.

─ Since ancient times

A princess standing in the battlefield spins words like a magic device in one hand.

─ Fighting was the power of people to live. Demonstrating that he is stronger than his opponent, he hunts his prey and kills his enemies. "

It is the same wording as the opening of the Martial Arts Games.

As the magicians danced around the arena with their sparkling white petals, there was her on the stage - and one more.

As the children flies to grab the petals and touch them and disappear, they find themselves playing and enjoying themselves.

As the samurai reflect on the trajectory of this tournament, the adventure and joy of reaching the place is playing into their hearts.

The audience is quietly realizing the curtain and imagining hope for the future with loneliness in mind.

There was only one young man looking at the girl from behind.

─ Change weapons. Change the shape. A spinning genealogy of people linked to the concept of battle inherited from the cotton continuum. "

She shrugged her hand to sing and turned around.

It was never the "rape male" who raised his chest in combat, but the samurai who likewise aspired to championship.

─ Here, the end point.

Turning to the youth, she gently placed the magic device at her feet.

Then, take the flag that was raised on the stand and hand it out with both hands.

"Congratulations on winning, Fouta. After all - the dream is still far away."

I want to be a champion in the arena.

The dream was real, and the effort for it was real.

But it didn't arrive. It didn't arrive and there are many things to regret.

She has never given up her eyes.

I'm sure I'll reach out to this flag again with a secret plan that Futa won't even think about.

That's why Futa took it with a smile.

"I will not let go of this flag until your dream comes true."

― ―

She raised her face as if she had been confronted.

Then I dyed my cheeks slightly and nodded.

"Yeah, sure. Fufu, you've come up with a pretty... good dialogue. --It's not a winning flag, it's just for practice, and I want you to swear to the champion."

"Really?

"Because I'm sure there will be a tournament ahead of you. Anyway, why don't we do a lesson with a slice next time?"

"Please don't."

To the bitter fouta, give me one last look and a smile.

She took the magic device again and shouted with an unbeatable clap of applause.

Here comes the first champion! His name is Futa Pomodoro! Ladies and gentlemen, a big round of applause!

Once again, I'll let you wrap yourself in this big cheer, I think.

I was trained.

I was trained.

I was trained.

Nobody can beat Futa anymore.

The audience began to get irritated.

His battle gradually disappeared.

I haven't forgotten the past one day, or carried it.

But I think again.

"I am."

She looks back when she hears the murmur.

Hold her by hand as she rushes over, waving her flag to make it invisible to everyone.

"It's my first time as a champion."

Oh, my God.

Him, too.

It was the first time I had tears of happiness.

As she smiled at the appearance, she raised her voice to the crowd again.

"Here - King Eisenhalt, Spectacular."

Now all the programs are over.

─ I declare the first martial arts tournament closed!!

The tournament is over.

--At dusk.

It was fun. I wonder when we'll do it again. I'll come back.

With the family we came with. With a friend who had a meeting.

And with the same samurai I met this day.

The curtain closed for them today.

As flowers scatter from the trunk. The blooming enthusiasm ends, with each one returning to its own path.

What was the Arena Spectacular to them?

It could have been a day of entertainment to console the myths of daily life.

It might have been a new headline that I've been waiting for every day.

Or since I was fascinated by the sword - I might have survived.

The length of thought is what each person is.

He who speaks with a calm expression. He who puts heat into the argument.

And he who puts his shoulders together, and even keeps calling.

However, everyone's faces had something in common.

The face that looks up at the spectacle of the sunset with great care, the face that looks straight back to the way it feels, the face that is obsessed with talking to friends and lovers and only sees each other.

None of those faces ever looked down.

That's why this show is a huge success.

"Good business owner." It's what makes customers feel good about paying. "

Spectacular, external staircase for evacuation.

She was at the highest point of the no-go zone except for the people involved.

Even though half of his face is buried in both arms hung on the fence due to a slight lack of height, his satisfactory expression can be seen in the distance.

Likewise, her eyes clearly saw their faces walking home.

I don't care if he's not a customer.

"I see. Is that, for example, a business partner?

"Of course. We don't need strange relationships because we're dating each other for mutual benefit."

I see. I don't think I've ever moved on to work in a good mood. "

Huh, amateur wisdom.

"You're being rude. It's about experience."

"... Uza"

At last, she looked back half-eyed.

Huta, who was watching the audience return in the same way behind her, slightly raised her shoulders.

"How was Lilac?

"Without congratulating you on your victory?

"Isn't it okay if he's not a customer?

"You're not a business partner anymore. I'm sure the spectacle is over."

"... I see."

"What are you so lonely about?"

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

In the same way that the ladder was removed, the lid shook its head just as if it had been removed.

She smiled at him with her nose.

I am not a business partner. Not to mention I'm not a customer.

So what is the relationship? You don't have to dig it down.

"--How was Lilac? Quite a fluffy question."

"For my part, I hope that the two of you will be restored."

"Don't say anything you don't have in mind.

"That's not true! I know it's hopeless, but it's a wish!

"Well, I'm glad you're not disappointed where your dreams are broken."

Nna light

After all, Futa dropped her shoulders.

Thinly, it was imaginable at a time when the two of them were fully masked and doing the commentary live.

With this level of superficial wisdom, the distance between the two must not be reduced.

"... it's just..."

Throwing her gaze at the oblique sun, she murmured.

"At least now I feel a little less like tearing it apart in front of my eyes."

"Special noise"

"Isn't that better than fighting a pervert?

"When I say that, I can only save unpleasant points anymore."

"Are you still saving it!? Drop it now or something!!!!

Hah, exhale.

"... at least I've fallen into the debt category. Maybe it's because of your wisdom."

I see.

"But"

Point your finger at it and tell it.

"I've never had a better relationship with him. It's compatibility, past affinity, and so on.... you know that, don't you?

"... that's..."

"" Occupation ""

I knew it.

Still, I chewed my back teeth and got stuck in my words.

She finally says with her lost eyes.

"Profession" is the salvation of mankind. Even if you are forced to live alone, there is only one place where you can keep hoping for life. You know that, don't you? How painful it was to be taken away from my profession. "

With an appealing gaze, Huta nodded.

That's right. Futa lost her job. Although it was taken up arbitrarily. I can never deny the fact that I have lived a life that has jumped into the mud as a result of my transfer.

Just, Futa shakes her head.

"I know what it's like to be tortured by a profession. Corona is fine now, but the past is beyond our imagination. Lilac wants to change the world. I know how you feel, but" unemployed "is" profession. "We must not leave behind the suffering of the same unemployed."

"Eh...."

Yes, it is.

Futa seemed to know both ways.

It is because I am acquired "unemployed".

The suffering of the dark, the suffering of the late, who holds the post.

Either way, one cannot stand.

I think it is boring. But somehow.

I wondered if there was anything I could do about it, and Huta gripped her chest.

"I didn't know. But if they're smart enough to find something... I hope so."

"... that's a sleazy word."

Neither did Futa think that there was time for such an intrusive story in today's finals.

But at least.

I couldn't help but hope that I could take one of them.

This is all your fault, Pasta.

"It's very difficult to pass on the responsibility. What are you talking about?"

"If you were just a bad guy, you wouldn't be so worried."

Huh?

A nasty face in a girl of her age.

She's not the one who can't understand his tone, saying that he wouldn't have worried if he hadn't tied up with him.

Just let me tell you.

"Which mouth?"

I murmured to throw up.

I wonder why I'm so worried.

It's just one thing. Because I can't get you involved in a plot against the princess anymore.

If I hadn't tied up with this guy, I wouldn't have bothered.

"Did you say something?

"Nothing."

"That's what he said, isn't it?

If you realize it, the customer will be completely satisfied. The boulevards are lit up, and the sun is lit by a few ore lights and stars.

It was neither of them that finally began to descend the stairs.

If you walk a few steps away from the Futa that goes ahead, you'll always have a distant face nearby.

It's dark and you can't see well, but even if you see too much, the loss wins.

- Congratulations, champion.

"What is it, suddenly?"

"Because I didn't tell you."

I see.... I'm not really happy to hear that from you. "

"What is that?"

No matter who told me, it would be the same thing.

When Futa looked back down to the dance floor, she stopped.

It was dark and I didn't see it well, but I felt a thorn in my voice tone.

Huta scratched her head once.

"I don't want to tell you."

Say it. Say it because I hurt you.

"Did you hurt yourself?

I was too old for a wound wrestling championship with Futa.

Nevertheless, she shouldn't have been so easily hurt. To put it more simply, it shouldn't have been this easy for a girl to say, "Wounded."

I'm sure it is.

Raise your legs from the dance floor and go back to the same distance as you were a few steps earlier.

I could clearly see her face chewing on her lips.

I often say there are things I don't know unless I get close.

"--When you tell me, I feel like someone else."

"It's not like you're talking about other people."

"On the contrary, are you saying that my victory is someone else's?

"... that's..."

Ah, I'm hurt. This hurt. If you keep showing her, she'll disappear.

No, it's just that I went down first.

"Oh, hey."

"I'll leave it."

She switches positions and looks half way through the dance floor walls, she says.

"Ah"

Ah?

A little hesitant breath.

"Your victory is... my victory.... this time only."

Quickly, let me pull my face back.

It sounds like running down the stairs.

Futa whispered a little and whispered, "Oh my gosh.

But it's not bad.

If my victory is yours.

It must be synonymous with being delivered a "complete victory" in a real sense.

"Don't think you can get off before me!

"Yikes, you're lying. I've been dashing all along."

"I can move from the dance floor to the dance floor in an instant. Not like a nine-year-old like you."

"It's not just jumping! Ah, no, behind you already."

"Hahaha, I'm faster!

"Eh, fuck off! Ah, the corona is in the dark!

Don't be shy.

"Hih, you're a coward!

"My cheeks, cheeks, feet, my head, my cheeks."

Pasta falls down from the dance floor next to a fallen fouta.

"I won't forgive you. No more pasta pot."

"Why is it a pot?

"My mouth just slipped - jump to the entrance!

"Ah!!

"Hahaha is already on the third floor, so I can jump off at this distance!

Literally leaping from the dance floor, Futa landed on the third floor, killing momentum, and nothing for Futa.

But...

That was when we found the landing point.

"... heh?

Eh?

"Ah, brother Wu!

This spectacular square is equipped with a fountain.

Where Reef and Arrows used to talk.

There were two girls who started playing with the good thing that nobody was there.

Although it was good because it was an easy-to-move costume, Ruli was a maid's clothes.

Inevitably, rare raw feet and skirts that are raised to keep them from getting wet come from the low posture of the foot landing.

As the momentum continued, Futa, who rolled with agitation, slammed her body against the edge of the fountain and remained still.

"Nh, meh... uhh..."

I didn't really think there was a corona in the dark.

Huta is sincere as a human being.

"I'm really sorry. I never dreamed you'd be waiting for us here. I'll make up for anything. Please forgive me."

In restless words, Huta continued to do so.

……

"Sister Koro, your face is bright red."

"........................................................................................................."

Ah.

Keep your eyes closed, believing you're not allowed to open them. The faceless expression waiting for sin is not serious.

That's what it is.

"Why can't I get as much light as my hair?"

Light it up? Why...

Without saying anything until the end, it was a corona that blew water out of the bucket that I was using to play.

"Hee... hee... eh, were you there?

It was at that time that pasta came after me without any knowledge of the circumstances.

Apparently, he was waiting for two people, Fouta and Pasta.

In the middle of the day, the maid was ready for the celebration, so we all decided to go home.

After searching, Reef and Wind were both found, and Huta was pleased to receive the award for the victory.

What is this old monster? The combination of the sweaty leaf and the wind gripping the iron beam with a smile is a page where you can look forward to fighting the sword from now on.

Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry.

Next door, there was a crazy pasta waiting.

"What are you doing? Let's go."

"I see. It's a celebration."

She nodded and stared at everyone as if they were dazzling.

Hey.

And he murmured to ask one question.

Hmm?

However, when Futa reacts and looks at her, she shakes her head loosely.

"... yeah. Nothing. Let's go. You don't want to keep your maid waiting in that state, do you?

"That's true. It's disgusting. Say it."

"You really...."

The treatment gap is too bad. But it's not so unpleasant. I shook my neck with a small blow to a strange tickle.

"The only thing that makes you sick is because it's fun."

"Oh, hey."

That little body goes straight to the end of the foot.

When I raised my face, I stepped on Wind and Ruli beside Reef, who was in a hurry to say I was hungry.

There is a corona that invites with both hands, and she enters the circle.

Laughing slowly, Futa took that step.

It is a pity that there is no silver girl.

- Tonight is a celebration.